After the last show, Cody and a few other wrestlers decided to hit a strip club. They were sitting in one of the booths, eyes on the stage, taking in the scene. Cody's gaze wandered across the performers as he held a cigar in one hand and a whiskey in the other, and then someone caught his attention: a new stripper had just stepped onto the stage, and the crowd was already showering her with money. It was you. You moved with confidence, and it was impossible to look away.